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    "Lilia, you know Lady Jaina Bergson, right? The one who gave you the bouquet at your coming-of-age ceremony last time." During breakfast, Mrs. Berium asked Lilia. Lilia responded with a smile as bright as the morning sunlight. "I remember her. You mean the bouquet with roses mixed with lisianthus, right? I remember it being so beautiful." "My, what a good memory you have. Lise would never have remembered that." "I remember too." At Lise's words, the lady raised her eyebrows as if…

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